MPV.....my point of view!

Whatever I said, whatever I did, I didn't mean it, I just want you back for good" Lyrics by Take That, yes Gen Z, a British pop guy group that were there before One Direction. I'll admit that I do like Harry, and love Zayn Malik. But that's none of our business. I wear my heart on my sleeve today. I always wear it and even wrap it around like a head wrap, or loin clothe. I miss her so much. The fire, and the passion. In some ways her feminine energy was always endearing. She had big dreams that she would repeatedly diarise. Imagine a whole vibe when she comes into the room? She would take time to do her make up and fix her hair. She had to look like the lady that she aspired to be. Really don't know how she lost it? I want that girl back, the spirit and fire, but I want her to be.... ...the woman I'm becoming. P.S. : Always write your own love story! Ciao! Lady E

You don't need to give everyone your piece of mind, because you will have none of it for yourself. It's Monday and I'm spectating the repercussions of mismanagement of social media. We have so much free time on our hands to be keyboard ninjas. If it's not about politics, it's the politics of being online. A close person to I, who unraveled on social media embarrassed me. Sympathy wasn't my first reaction because I do not condone drunk texting of any sort. As a recovered felon of such acts, I have come to a place where I have realised that sometimes, silence will get you on the Forbes list (it is pure wealth). Now I am a fan of several opinionated individuals on social media. Some provide enlightenment, whilst others, are just mere entertainment. Kanye West is one of the individuals. Sadly, those on the internet were bystanders watching this man, who's been open about his mental health issues, unravel. In a thread of tweets, Kanye spoke out about his wife, an

My gosh! In the week that my ovaries are screaming baby, I almost caught a nasty case of 'F*ckboy'... A.k.a he didn't earn this nookie! Bonjour my single ladies (Beyoncé wave). It's been a minute, hasn't it? Well, your girl is still trying to adjust to the 'new normal'. And well, I have been hitting brick walls with this writing thing. But I guess I was slightly amused so I have something to write about. Science has proven that when a woman is ovulating, she makes her most poor choices. She often copulates with alpha males, or the non-committal type for procreation. Not my handwriting. During my ovulation period, I came across a rather attractive young man. We know each other from circles. I complimented him on what I discovered as a new shared passion. Let's call this youngin' ' LaTrey '. So I have kinda liked LaTrey but it's not something I literally took into account. Look, he's been in a relationship, which was Instagram official

Adolf Hitler once said, "If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed." So choose every lie with great caution otherwise you just fumble with your heart. At a sensitive time as the one we are in, why am I quoting one of history's most vile man? The quote has proved relevant in our era especially with political propaganda and even pop culture. We are literally tone-deaf because of mumble rap, and music without melody. This is because we are so accustomed to the lackluster musicality of today's pop stars on rotation. So it makes sense that an eight-year-old poltergeist would haunt my sensory. The proverbial Gotye's 'Somebody that I used to know'. He's been on my mind and I can't comprehend why. Of late the conflicting emotions of how I felt about him, and his rejection well up, that I shed a tear or two. Pour quoi? With Alicia Keys, "Why Do I Feel So Sad?", replaying in my mind as I go through the one conv